What a way to go Twenty five years working for the state Saved all your money, got a good rate Always thinking 'bout that pension plan The day of retirement, the promised land, well Got a finish off that swimming pool Get some umbrellas, don't wanna be

(Hello, tuck you in every night on the phone) Girl I'll be thinking about you worldwide, worldwide, worldwide Paris, London, Tokyo There's just one thing that I gotta do And I can hardly take another goodbye Babe, it won't be long You're the one that I'm

‘Cause we’re better together Uh-huh oh oh, uh-huh oh oh oh Hey, there’s no other way We’ll make it through whatever Sometimes, I get in my own way I need someone to say "Hey, what are you thinking?" Your words, they’re always just in time Just like a

Ego, see your ego Just too far away Gold shimmering sand is making me thinking of her Thinking of her But I am at Half Moon Bay It's just too far away And our place to be somewhere else Ego, see your ego, oh, oh And I'm missing my miss of roses

Won't you call 773, 779 love, oh Sexy I should get to know Been thinking lately girl we can get more physical Those pantie drawers is all I need Falling off of your body Okay girl I'm not him put it down, down And when the light's low Twist off a couple

I'm thinking 'bout coming home, babe I'm thinking 'bout coming home I love you in the morning when the blood runs to your cheeks Babe, you are the first thing and the last thing that I'd see I was just a boy striking matches upon your heart I couldn't

When it comes to cutting ties, girl, I'm like a pro, whoa, whoa I tell you what you wanna know, oh, whoa You're prolly better on your own, oh, no Runnin' through my weed, yeah One, two, been thinking long and hard this morning Three, four, it's hard to

Oh, all the battles that I've won They don't matter now you're gone Nothing matters now you're gone I'm too proud to call you But I'm still thinking of you Oh, I think I love you (ah) How did we end with broken hearts? So was it really worth it? Was it

With the same damn hunger To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all We're not lovers, we're just strangers (You lost it) When I wake up all alone And I'm thinking of your skin I remember, I remember what you told me Said that we're not lovers,

I know I'm gettin' hooked on your love Talkin' to myself, runnin' in the heat Beggin' for your touch in the middle Of the street and I -- I can't stop thinking 'bout you girl I must be living in a fantasy world I've searched the whole world over To find